So the recess week has passed with a blink of an eye, my primary focus having been indulgence in sleep and motion pictures. It's funny how I plan my life around TV - work, dates, gatherings, study time. It's sadly peculiar how TV is one of the few things I actually look forward to these days. I hope this novelty doesn't wear off, just because it makes my life go round. Grey's Anatomy has become my newest addiction (where OC and One Tree Hill seem so passe already). I follow it week after week on the local channel, but nothing beats watching consecutive reruns with a tub of choco ice cream. It makes me laugh, and it's nothing too heavy to digest. Perfect for a mentally, physically tired child. And Dr Shepherd is hot. Speaking of tv serials and hot male leads, I can't wait to get my hands on Prison Break Seasons One and Two. Wentworth Miller is insanely good looking. How can such a person be a human. You don't know how grateful I am for TV.
Anne Hathaway's stint in Devil's Wear Prada was so disappointing that even Meryl Streep's acting couldn't save the show. Top that up with a draggy, boring plot and you get a really unhappy movie-goer. Screw that. The high fashion was the only saving grace in the show. You see things you can't afford, feel like a pauper and then go window shopping at Paragon to drool over designers stuff. At least that's what I did. It's almost like jocks chasing chicks. They see a hot cheerleader, chat her up only to be slapped in their faces. John Tucker Must Die becomes John Tucker Will Cry. That, was a fabulously funny chick flick, where the slap stick comedy was done in control. Maybe I enjoyed it because I have no life, and anything amuses me quite easily nowadays, really.
On a really separate note, seeing the Sarah and Amar were like the icing on a mouldy fudge cake. We pigged out, talked, talked and talked. You girls make me swirl. : )) After a week of guilty indulgences, I've to get back to prep for presentations, datelines, tests, and figuring out my work life.
